I watched two people fall in love once. It was on an airplane. It happened right before my eyes. As soon as he sat down, they started chatting. They talked and talked and talked. After a few hours, they opened up to one another about their personal lives. And then they kissed.

Research showed that couples who spent extra time together reported feeling more satisfied with both their sex lives and their relationship with their partner. The afterglow of post-sex affection proved to be long lasting for couples, with participants reporting higher levels of satisfaction with their sex lives and relationships in a follow-up survey conducted three months later.

The mouth is full of germs and all one needs to do is lick a petri dish -- or convince someone else to do so -- to see the amount and variety of microbes that lurk inside the oral cavity. By kissing another person, especially passionately, the transfer of germs is not just likely, it's inevitable...

As a divorced woman who doesn't have an active sex life (sigh, blame it on bad luck), I'll honestly admit that if a man dared kiss me right now (and he was a good kisser), clothes would be flying off within minutes. I wouldn't have the desire to show restraint. Nothing short of the roof collapsing would stop me.